Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1887-03-06


GOOD story 10 sweep. the remains OF
the confectionery into his capacious
coat pocket The theft was discovered
alter ms departure. I'll his wife gets
| a chocolate cream, his mother-in-law q
lemon-drop, and the youngest child an
almond bean, what a happy time that
policeman will have after he gets
home" observed the sheriff, and the
hilarity was redoubled.
EATING CANDLE.
hear OF dinners in the avenue whore
living csnaries fly out OF the pies, and
where bouquets of choice flowers loopcd
with diamond rings are placed at the
plate OF each guest. At another enter
t.inment tiny oil paintings on leaves OF
IVORY depicted scenes in the life of each
guest. Uncle Rufus Hatch displayed
an unmatched eccentricity prior to his
departure to Europe. He had invited
Is friend to dine with him in private
room at Morellis. An excellent din
ner was ferved. At its conclusion. and
while the coffee was steaming, Rufus
called for Cabanos. They were brought
"Now bring us light" said the ex-
magnate from Wall street. The waiter
lighted short snowy-wicked candle.
Bufus raised the china candlestick to
his mouth and lighted his cigar He
then replaced the stick on the table,
and to the surprise of his guest took
the lighted candle from its socket, put
it in bis mouth, ate and swallowed it.
He changed not muscle of his coun-
tenance, but there was merry twinkle
in his grey eyes. A similar candle was
placed before his guest who also lighted,
bis cigar. When asked why he did not
eat the taper he replied that he was no
Cossack. Ihereupon Rufus opened his
mouth and sent the second candle into
his stomach after the first one.
1t was week before the guest got an
explanation of the mystery. The can
dies were parts OF apples fashioned into
rotund shape by the expert use of
pen-knife, and the wicks were the
meats of almonds pared down and
stuck into the top of the vegetable
tapers.
ono SUNSET IN HEAVEN"
The Hon. s. S. Cox is slowly recover
ing from his late dangerous illness, but
he had close call and narrow escape.
There came nearer being "Sunset in
Heaven than it is pleasant to contem-
plate. The disease was catarrh of the
stomach, and so serious did the case be-
come that at one time it was impossible
for him to take nourishment in the or
binary way. But | am told by his ply
stefan that even when most critically
sick our genial congressman never quite
lost his relish Of joke.
j wonder if, when his life seemed to
hang in the balance, Mr.. Cox recalled
an amusing incident of many years ago.
He certainly will remember it when it
is related. 1t must have been about
1872 or 1873, j think, that, making a
flying visit to the scenes of his boy
hood, in Ohio, Mr.. Cox attended church
on Sunday. The venerable preacher
chose for his text: GAS a servent ear
nestly desireth the shadow. job vii,
2.
eloquent one. 1t opened with vivid
word painting by the sacred orator of
picture he had once seen illustrating
the text. A slave, worn and weary
with toll, was looking towards the west,
waiting for the end of the days work,
while the sun slowly sank behind the
horizon. The picture was entitled
Longing for Sunset" And then the
preacher improved" the text. He
called up the worthless of both Tesla
ments he pictured Jacobs longing
for Joseph after his brethren had sold
him into bondage, and old Simeon's
desire to go since "his eyes were made
glad" He dwelt upon the thought that
man was placed upon this earth for
a wise purpose, and that no one should
desire to go. "Work was to be done,
and yet we should look and long for
sunset When the heart breaks and
sorrow is too painful, and suieidetempts
and the soul longs for sunset, we
should remember that sunset is only
the vestibule OF sunrise" And then he
perforated "When the riveris crossed,
the swollen flood passed, and Heaven
attained, there will be unshadowed Joy,
for there is no sunset in Heaven"
Dir. Coxs friends could not repress q
smile, even in that sacred place, but
they agreed with the preacher, as his
lfbsts Of friends do to-day, in rejoicing
that there IS as yet no "Sunset in
Heaven"
Mr.. Cox speaks regretfully of his
fame as a congressional wit He thinks
that it has prevented a just appreciation
of the more serious work he has done,
and, perhaps, sometimes stood in the
way of his promotion. think this is
only another instance of the deprecia
ton of ones own talents. Mr.. Cox's
name is inseparably linked to some
OF the most creditable Legislation
of Congress-notably with the build
ing up of the life-saying service.
Every shipwrecked mariner, when
rescued by the coast patrol, ought
to remember S. S. Cox when he sets his
foot on toyra frma. The House of
Representatives is a dull place when
Sunset Cox is absent, and that he may
be speedily restored to perfect health is
the prayer Of thousandsto whose enjoy
ment he has contributed all over the
land. May it be many years before we
have "Sunset in Heaven"
WESTERN BLOOD.
When | came to New York few
years ago westerners were regarded as
inferior to those from other sections.
They were regarded as bombastic fell
lows. During the last few years the
western man has cut o wide swath In
New York, and it is nov very com
mon thing to hear people making the
remark in connection with some es-
adjustment that lacks enterprise that
what il needs is some western blood.
In almost every profession and channel
of trade he is conspicuous. Within
comparatively short time the West has
given to the legal profession such men
as Colonel Tom Ewing, Colonel Robert
G. IHgersoll, General Wager Swayne,
Judge John +. Dillon, and last, but
not least, Ex-Governor George H.
Hoadley, Of Ohio.
NEW BUSINESS.
Western energy and dash was never
better demonstrated than in the case of
young man from that section who
came to New York about month ago
to seek his fortune. His capital would
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